"Jill was a bit taken back by her son's understanding of the situation and sudden questions, but answered nonetheless: "Well... that... you know, I am... not a fan of things that aren't... real, you know? In order to make your dad come back, I would have had to change his mind, most likely complete personality, for it to go well. I hate mind changing spells. These kind of things are a moral wall for me, which I will not get past. And for your other question, I decided that I will not be happy with. You can imagine my hands running up and down the length of your thigh, lovingly caressing your stomach, tickling your sensitive nipples as you allow yourself to focus on all the sensations I’m describing. They feel so real to you right now, and they feel so amazing. ‘And your body responds so easily to my words, to my touch, to your own desire. Your hands move without even needing to think about it, drifting like the currents are pulling them to wherever you need to touch the most. It feels so. My other hand snakes up and feels one of her awesome tits.She breaks from the kiss and whispers'you like them don’t you I see you staring at them all the time'I squeeze harder and as I kiss her hard again my hand start to unbutton her shirt her chest heaves and falls and her hand is already unbuttoning my jeans.I push the shirt from her shoulders and unclasp her lacy black bra with expertise remove it from her shoulders and sling it on the kitchen floor.My hands are all over her big tits. ‘Jeff, you haven’t changed anything because there isn’t anything important you have to change. You’re Jeff. You’re cool. That’s it.’ In the brief silence that followed, Sunny moved close to me and brushed the back of her fingers down my cheek. I waited for Jeff’s response. He tilted his head and gave us a sheepish grin. ‘I was kind of confused.’ ‘No kidding,’ I said. ‘If a street person walks up to you and shouts, ‘The moon toppled the wall because the sidewalk was hungry,’ are you a little.